The weather is mad. No blip opportunity today at all. So you'll have this selfish moment, me watching my youth fading away.
I was sixteen, paying a visit to my sister La Mammarazza (who quitted blip with the "events" in January) in Leeds, wearing the so called "manteau en mouton retourné" and reading Peanuts (my favourite comic at the time ) in a freezing cold that I'll remember all my life. Ah those Victorian houses shared by penniless students, full of draughts!

Oh Oh, I think I need chocolate :-)